Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 4'9" and tends to wear a large violet jacket. Her moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to raise her children well

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Family, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (120 gp).

Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She carries with her a set of sickles on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. Her blue crest has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Havilar's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. Havilar enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Havilar was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Aquamarine (500 gp).

Description: He wears a white coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. A gifted student he started as a Courier, but he got bored and became a Bowyer. He bought a bow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 700 gp. Amethyst (40 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp).

Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. He is baby faced.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Guardian. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp. Black pearl (900 gp). Obsidian (12 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gifted student he started as a Dilettante, but he got bored and became a Marshal. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 sp.